Yvette was pleading for me to stop, but I was craving for more. I glanced at Yvette’s bare soles and delicate toes. The combo made the perfect proportion, and the rose-red nail polish was the cherry on top. The flesh on her instep was almost transparent, like a raw gem.
Lifting Yvette’s snow-white feet, I put them between my thighs to give her a good rub. I alternated between a stiff massage and a tender caress until a flush crept onto Yvette’s cheeks. She bit her lips tight.
“You have beautiful legs, Yvette.”
My breathing was ragged. Yvette’s feet were a work of art, so much so I was reluctant to let them go. I brought Yvette’s feet to my nose and took a deep breath to catch a whiff of that special something. My c**k immediately rose to a full erection. I drew Yvette’s left foot to my
